Chapter 81 Bloody First Encounter
——He brutally tore open her world, and she was forced into his cage.
Baseball competition in northern Myanmar.
This gray town embedded in the folds of the border is as chaotic as a corner forgotten by the world. Even the moonlight seems to have been washed by blood, with a strange red color.
Savika walked across the bumpy dirt road, his military boots rolling over a dying gecko, making a subtle sound of bones breaking.
The young officer had just massacred a Naga contact point. The blood on the Dharma knife was not yet dry. The emerald inlaid on the handle was immersed in the coldness deep in the dark alley, corresponding to the cruelty in his eyes.
"Sir, there's movement in the east warehouse." The adjutant's voice came from the headset, very low. "It seems they're transferring people and goods."
Savika narrowed his eyes and brushed the blade with his fingertips, wiping away the last trace of blood, revealing the cold and sharp blade.
"Go and have a look."
The moment the warehouse door was kicked open, a bloody smell mixed with rot and rust hit us in the face.
Savika's eyes swept across the rows of iron cages, which held the "cargo" that was about to be shipped to various places. There were men and women, their eyes as empty as dolls with their souls sucked out.
His sight suddenly fixed on a corner, where a girl was curled up——
Twenty-year-old Su Lixia sat in the cage with her knees hugged. Her typical oriental face looked even thinner in the dim light. Her delicate skin and straight nose had the soft contours unique to Chinese people.
Her white dress had long been stained, but her almond-shaped eyes were still surprisingly clear, with a stubborn light shining through the dead silence and filth, just like the glazed tiles that Savika had seen in the Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon when she was a child.
Savika's heart seemed to be gripped by something and suddenly skipped a beat.
"This," he heard himself say, his voice a little deeper than usual, "I want it."
The adjutant's face changed slightly, and his lips moved, hesitantly trying to dissuade him: "Sir, Mr. Mo strictly forbids the public from speaking——"
"I say." Savika drew his Dharma knife, pressing the cold tip against the adjutant's Adam's apple. His tone was emotionless, yet filled with an unyielding pressure. "I want it."
The adjutant immediately lowered his head and retreated in silence.
Savika squatted down and deftly unlocked the cage with the tip of his knife. Su Lixia instinctively shrank back, but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her out.
"Name." He asked in stiff Chinese.
The fingertips, with thin calluses from years of holding guns, rubbed against the delicate skin on the inside of her ankle. The rough touch made her shiver.
Su Lixia's voice was still trembling, but it revealed a stubbornness that refused to give in: "...Tell me yours first."
Savika was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly. His laughter had the clearness that was unique to young people, but was also wrapped in an inextricable hostility.
The emerald ring on his finger flashed a dangerous coldness in the moonlight. He leaned close to her ear, his breath burning hot: "Remember, my name is Savika. From now on-"
"That's your master."
Su Lixia pursed her pale lips, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings in the wind. After a long moment, she finally replied in a whisper, "My name is...Su Lixia."
On the SUV back to the camp, Su Lixia was handcuffed to Savika's side. He held the steering wheel with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, forcing her to look out the window.
The bodies of several Naga members were hanging on the wooden stakes there, with their intestines hanging down and swaying slightly in the night breeze, like a string of terrifying red wind chimes.
"Are you scared?" His tone was calm.
Su Lixia's face was pale, but she forced herself to shake her head.
Savika suddenly slammed on the brakes and the SUV stopped abruptly in the middle of the wilderness. Inertia caused both of them to lean forward, and he leaned over and kissed her.
The kiss carried the scent of blood and gunpowder, a ferocious kiss that seemed to devour her. Su Lixia struggled, biting his lip hard. Savika's smile deepened, her tongue licking the blood droplets at the corners of her lips, her eyes brimming with the joy of a hunter catching his prey.
"Very good." He pressed his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling. The emerald ring on his finger brushed against her collarbone, leaving a slightly cool touch. "I like kittens that bite."
He let go of her and restarted the SUV. The roar of the engine once again ripped through the silence of the desert. Su Lixia was still handcuffed to his side, her wrists aching from the metal.
The "red wind chimes" outside the car window receded further and further, eventually shrinking to a few blurry black dots, swallowed by the boundless darkness. Wind and sand lashed against the car windows, and inside the car, only the vibration of the engine and the silent tension between the two of us remained as we jolted back to camp.
After returning to the camp, Savika threw Su Lixia into her cabin and slammed the door shut behind her, blocking out the night outside.
"Take a shower." He threw her a clean white shirt. The fabric had a sun-kissed smell, completely different from his own. "If you dare to run, I'll break your legs."
Su Lixia held the shirt and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she looked up at him with a hint of confusion in her eyes: "Why did you save me?"
Savika was wiping the Dharma Knife with her head down. Upon hearing this, she looked up, her eyes as dark as the bottomless abyss: "Who said I was saving you?"
He stood up and approached, and the bloody smell on his military uniform instantly enveloped her, the smell was so strong that she almost suffocated.
"I just..."
His fingertips slowly traced across her neck, stirring up a shudder.
"You've taken a fancy to my new toy."
His fingertips twisted her neck one last time, as if to confirm the feel of the toy. Then he turned and closed the door.
The wooden door made a dull thud, momentarily separating the two. The sound of military boots tapping the ground faded away, eventually swallowed up by the thick darkness.
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